I started out the day with the usual rituals... clothes, readings, meditation and toast with peanut butter and currant jelly. While Lynnie was up and showering, I did a bit of work on the Sooby. She's been having a mis-fire on cylinder number four. I had done a quickie fix on the distributor with a bit of epoxy. I checked it out with one of the Don's, a mechanic friend and he told me, "It can't hurt." This fix allowed the car to start and run smoothly in the morning for a couple of days. The consarned "Check Engine" light went out too. Later the light came back on, so yesterday I got the wires, as I've already told you. I installed them this morning and only shed blood in two areas in my arms. Nothing deep, you see. I used a spare fan belt as a tourniquet and all was well. (I've been thinking about writing some short fictional stories and this is my first try.)

Anyhow, the car started and now runs fine. We'll see what the "light" does over the next few days

. Those of you with mechanical ability/interest may balk at trying a simple fix, but one must be brave. It does NOT work well with relationships, however. They seem to get complicated real quickly and badly. End of story...

We drove into the town of Callahan to do a bit of shopping. We went to a Winn-Dixie market, which is common her in the south. Things are surprisingly expensive here. It's a small town, so perhaps that's the reason. Later, we tried to find the town and any interesting buildings, but couldn't! Don't know where it could have disappeared to. Perhaps Sherman included it in his "march to the sea"...

No new pictures today, so I'm adding an old one from my voluminous collection.